Im faceless, for a change, your' waste makes me so ashamed So you embarra** me for one last time, it makes me sick where you draw the line There's heavier things in my old mind than 10 on your' distortion dial (hey) "That's not cool enough", so what the hell is wrong with us??? (hey) take me out of here, you can make me disappear
Crazy, my little one - you run around with your mind undone So embrace me, for one last time and forgive me if I just can't smile (hey) etc Your' postcode is a cancer It turns your' music black Sell it to the men in suits and see how they react You can make me You can't make me You can make me